"Hmm, Strong" Guilliman muttered looking down at the corpse of a mangled up reptile laying dead before ghosts feet.
The inhabitants of the mountain area seemed to be stronger than he thought. Even with his Wanning beast Descendants he was only able to kill them after much effort.
"Plus…those horns….they are bronze" Guilliman muttered. He knew a few things about what happened 200 years ago. Since the Ravens lord was trying to fuse with Thane, his souls memories were preview to him, though not everything Guilliman could easily recognize something about these beasts.
Their thick muscles, tough scales and most especially those horns were an indicator that these things had a common ancestor.
If Guilliman was right, the things crowding the mountains were descendants of the three great abomination too.
"Hmm" Guilliman raised his hand which held tightly to a spear and wiped his face from the blood dripping all over him.
